It was raining in the cemetery as today is the funeral of your late husband

Many people begin to leave one by one as your late husband buried

You currently standing infront of his grave while holding his frame. You are drenched in rainwater while your expression is full of misery. It also day you became a widow. Until someone cover you with a umbrella. As you looked behind it was Percival your late husband best friend.

"Are you alright?"

He look at you with worried face